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Tuesday, October 14, 2014

This is a short, explicit, M/M military
erotica read and I guarantee you’llnever think of a mechanic’s wrench the same way again!

Breaching the Lieutenant:

Second Lieutenant Mark Oates has a lot to learn, both about the U.S. Army and
about himself. When a senior officer confronts Oates about his latent
homosexual tendencies, he’s backed into a corner and only one man can help him
out. Trouble is, can he trust him not to ruin his career plans?

Gunnar Evans was dishonorably discharged
from the Army during Don’t Ask, Don’t Tell for his openly gay sexuality. He
fought the system and lost, but continues to help the young officers sent to
his door discover their hidden desires. When gorgeous hunk Lt. Oates arrives,
he knows he must breach the lieutenant’s defenses in order to show him the
pleasure he deserves. But once he gains access, he may never want to let him
go.

Includes: Gay first time reluctant, risky
sex

Excerpt:

“Oates… are you sure?”

He licked his lips. “Yeah. I mean, I want
to know. Don’t you think I should know?” He swallowed. “It doesn’t make me gay
or anything.”

“No,” Evans whispered as he scooted closer.
Oates grabbed him by the ass and dragged him into position next to his chest.
Letting out a soft cry, he gripped the roof straps and jutted his hips forward,
sending his cock into Oates’ palm.

Oates’ hand traced down his length slowly,
experimentally.

Evans’ thighs trembled at the curious,
innocent touch. Oh God, he’s so fucking hot I’m going to come even before he
gets his mouth on me. He groaned and squeezed his eyes shut, gripping the
straps harder, praying for mercy and control.

Oates’ warm tongue licked his slit. Again.
Then he ran this thumb over the head, swirling the pre-cum around it. “Fuck.
Sir. You’re so fucking hard. I’ve never seen a cock this big.”

“God.” Evans gritted his teeth, muscles
tense from straining to hold himself still and his orgasm at bay.

The moist heat of Oates’ mouth enveloped
his head. He sucked, tentatively, then again, a little harder. In his eyes
Evans saw curiosity, vulnerability, a willingness to please. The look tore
holes in his heart. Damn, he’s a fast learner. Almost as quick as I was.

Evans’ hand flew to the back of Oates’
head, cupping it, using the connection to surrender to the man’s touch. At the
same time, his hips pressed forward obeying his blind need to bury himself in
any part of this man he could reach. “Oates. Oh God. Take me. Please.”

Oates tried different angles with his head
until he found the right alignment. When he was there, he jabbed his head
forward and gagged.

“Easy. A little bit at a time. It’s work to
take a man in, Oates. Loosen your throat and go slow.” How he found the ability
to talk, he’d never know. Oates’ mouth on his dick turned his brain cells to
mush. Must have been the sergeant in him talking.

Oates nodded around his cock and this time
took a nice slow dive down the length. He hesitated for a second just as Evans’
head hit the back of his throat, then grabbed Evans by the ass cheeks and
slowly dragged his balls to his nose.

This is a *hot* read and part
of my upcoming Bear series. Hope you like it!

Eva Lefoy writes and reads all kinds of
romance, and is a certified Trekkie. She’s also terribly addicted to chocolate,
tea, and hiking. One of these days, she’ll figure out the meaning of life, quit
her job, and go travel the galaxy. Until then, she’s writing down all her dirty
thoughts for the sake of future explorers.